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@nopanamaman часто вдохновляет меня в последнее время
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Очень не люблю рисовать лица так что нихрена не понятно че происходит в видео. Оно о Коле
Anyone else notice the shift in Nadya?
First she was terrified of Ceph killing her and destroying Rosa’s
Now all she wants to do is just make it through the day 😭😭😭
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I think I saw someone once say that deep down Nadya’s dream is to still be a princess with a prince who loves her- how many of you guys think that’s true? Why or why not?
This is for @yurikalonesome
He was the first to break the silence as he spoke, “Oh your hair is different.”
“Oh this?” She repeated, absentmindedly reaching for her hair. “Yeah I twisted it this morning after I woke up.”
“I see,” he smiled. “I like it. It looks beautiful on you.”
“Really? I mean, you always say I look beautiful…I could throw on a potato’s sac and you’d still find some way to marvel over me-,”
“Because it would be true-,” he spoke, the chair creaking as he stood.
“So you insist,” she stiffly replied, trying to fight the twitch in her lip corners. It was funny how he insisted they were only friends when he spoke like that.
“Nadya is something wrong?”
“No,” she shook her head. “Why are you asking me that?”
“Because you seemed like you were in such a rush to find me that I thought something had happened.”
“Nothing has happened. But what I really want to know is why didn’t you wake me up?!”
“Wake you up? Why?”
“Cepheus the festival is today! I, no, we received a royal invitation, remember?!! We need to be punctual!”
“Oh…that.” He’d said that with the same amount of love that the king used when describing his species. “Please,” he rolled his eyes. “With how horribly they all treat you they should be grateful you even entertained the idea of going.”
“Cepheus please,” she started noticing how hollow his eyes seemed to be. That was the last way she waned to see his eyes as she fumbled for her words. Her hand reached for his’ against all better judgement. Carefully she took his hand into her’s. His fingers felt stiff and claw-like. "Can't we just…enjoy this for ourselves? This is the first time either of us will get to experience something like this-…” Granted it probably wasn’t a coincidence, but she chose not to voice this thought as she gave Cepheus a smile. “Please Cepheus promise me that you’ll be happy today, if not for me then for yourself.”
Slowly he smiled, his posture relaxing as she felt his fingers curl around “of course Asha. I promise.”
